On The Beach

Before a wedding a couple of weeks ago, we took a little early evening trip down to Seaham beach.  The pebbles were really smooth, perfect for skimming.  The gorgeous sea glass glinted, and pieces of driftwood jutted out from the stones, worn by the waves.  There were other streaks of colour too, from cloth, fishing nets, and a few random objects.  Although they don't really belong there, they seemed to almost complement the pebbles, each having  a story to tell.  The pools were so still and clear, and as the sun set, the rocks almost looked like they were on fire.  I've always had a call to the sea, and I think one day we will live by the coast.  But for now, I'm just happy to discover new places and their beaches.